Rose would not believe Kubire's words at all.
The simplest idea was that if he got the ability but refused to work for Su, then Su would definitely kill him.
Even Kubire was kept in submission.
How much trouble could he cause as a sixth-level deputy?
"I don't seem to have a choice," Ross said with a wry smile.
"Indeed."
Kubire agreed and added with a grin: "If you don't agree, I will kill you without Mr.
Su taking action."
Baskets of green fruits had already filled Ruoda's conference room, and the door to the conference room was temporarily closed.
The slaves who transported crops piled the full rattan baskets in the small square in front of the official residence.
Every thirty minutes, the door to the conference room will reopen.
At this time, the slaves waiting outside the door will pour into the conference room, move out the empty baskets as quickly as possible, and then put the same amount of fruit into the conference room.
Bring the basket in.
After a sufficient amount of fruit has been moved into the conference room, they will exit and close the door.
The tables and chairs in the conference hall had long been cleared, leaving only a classical high-backed chair that belonged only to Kubire at the end.
Su Duan sat on the high-backed chair, motionless, like a statue, but his vague majesty was comparable to that of a king.
All the slaves saw Su, and only a handful of the most wild and bold ones dared to glance at Su secretly.
But when their gazes touched Su's deep blue eyes, their whole bodies felt as if they were soaked in ice water in an instant.
No one had seen Su, no one had even heard of Su, but after exiting the conference room, no slave dared to talk privately about this man with strange origins.
As long as they think of Su, the slaves will have a fear that comes from the depths of their instincts.
This fear is different from the fear cultivated by Kubi Lei through blood and cruelty.
This is the terror of being locked in the same cage with a hungry beast.
It is the instinct of life to shrink from death.
After the door to the conference room was closed, Su stretched out his right hand toward the piles of fruit baskets.
A small and shining black crystal appeared in his palm, roughly the size of a grain of rice.
However, numerous invisible force fields emerged from the crystal, causing the surrounding gravity to distort.
Bunches of bananas flew automatically towards Su.
Su reached out with his left hand, extended his nails a few centimeters, and scratched across the bananas.
All the bananas were cut off from the stems, and flew out of Su's mouth one by one.
Su's belly was like a bottomless abyss.
A whole basket of bananas went into his mouth in less than a minute, but his belly, which clearly outlined his abdominal muscles, did not bulge at all.
Su's right hand turned slightly, and the mutated fruit similar to durian in another basket flew towards him on its own.
This mutated fruit contains countless tiny pieces of pulp, which are rich in nutrients and slightly toxic.
But the main reason was that it was too big, with no more than three or four in one basket.
Unless Su changed his body structure, he would definitely not be able to swallow it with the size of a human mouth.
However, Su used his left hand to fly over the mutated fruit like lightning, instantly cutting it into hundreds of small pieces with a radius of a few centimeters.
Then the fruit pieces lined up in a line and disappeared into his mouth one after another, even though it contained a large amount of solid material.
The fibrous fruit wall cannot be cut through.
After swallowing three baskets of various fruits in succession, Su stopped.
He closed his eyes, and a flush instantly appeared on his face and body.
The blazing heat continued to penetrate from his skin, distorting the surrounding air and making his figure become a little blurry.
The flush lasted for a full minute before gradually fading.
Su opened his eyes, turned his head, opened his mouth, and blew out a wisp of light gray dust with a breath.
The ashes were sprayed into the corner of the wall, leaving a small pile behind.
These are the remains of three baskets of fruit.
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In Su's consciousness, an information frame was outlined on his own.
The numbers in it were constantly changing.
The energy brought to him by the three baskets of fruits, if used for genetic reconstruction, could generate approximately one evolutionary point.
In the conference hall, there are more than forty baskets of fruits piled up, enough to obtain fifteen or six evolution points.
This is unparalleled speed, but it is based on a completely new way of digestion.
Now the inside of Su's torso is completely a cavity.
When food enters it, it will be burned most violently and completely under the induction of energy, releasing a large amount of energy, which is then absorbed or transformed by Su.
The absorption efficiency is dozens of times that of traditional human digestion methods.
There were two different paths before Su now.
One was to reconstruct his abilities at the genetic and physical levels as before.
The other is to condense and solidify energy to generate energy crystals with various functions to achieve multiple abilities.
This is another path for non-living things, or rather, non-carbon-based life forms.
After a lot of derivation and calculation, Su randomly selected one among hundreds of comparable evolutionary plans.
From eating in the early morning until now, Su already has more than 130 evolution points.
After wiping out all the food in the conference hall, Su finally decided to stop and prepare to generate corresponding abilities.
He closed his eyes, and after a while, traces of squirming appeared on the skin of his body, as if there were countless earthworms crawling around under the skin.
What Su mainly wants to improve is his ability in the perception field.
Visual enhancement, overfrequency hearing, low-light vision, infrared vision, over-distance touch, and penetrating detection, these extremely familiar abilities are generated one by one, until the seventh level of mental induction.
Then, Su only had less than ten evolution points left.
All thinking centers are operating at full speed, detecting and correcting the newly generated abilities one by one.
Everything is normal, the seven sensory domain abilities can be exerted flawlessly and very stably.
The results won't be any different each time you use it.
Under the control of his thinking center, Su's entire body was now the most precise and stable machine in history.
But while he was still testing his ability, Su suddenly lost his concentration.
He subconsciously chose the ability in the sensory domain.
When he regained the abilities that had become part of his body's instincts in the past, the memories and experiences of acquiring these abilities seemed to be replayed in front of his eyes.
For example, the zombie queen holding an old time magazine A crack quietly appeared in Su's mechanically cold and strict heart.
Life in the wilderness is pure, confused, and happy.
But what is he now?
Mysterious symbols containing infinite information are hidden in the deepest part of his body, and they may emerge when needed.
The small amount of information contained in the simplest of them has almost filled Su's brain, which has fifty thinking centers.
These mysterious symbols do not require any storage space.
They are hidden in the undetectable void.
They will appear on their own when Su issues a summons, and will release corresponding information according to Su's needs.
Each symbol is like an independent and powerful intelligent center.
It not only knows when it should appear, but also knows what it should do after it appears.
What if we regard them as a very unique race?
Su's body shook slightly and he suddenly discovered that if these symbols were regarded as living entities, then they would have all the characteristics of living entities: